My Cute Childhood Friend Can't Sleep Peacefully Unless She's Holding Onto My 'Thing'... ~Could My 'Thing' Be Her Secret Comfort for Peaceful Sleep!?~ - Chapter 07: My Cute Little Sister Can't Sleep Because She's Worried I Stole Something Precious from Her
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Chapter 07: My Cute Little Sister Can’t Sleep Because She’s Worried I Stole Something Precious from Her
“O-Onii-chan, you’re such a pervert!”
Who could have ever imagined that the world’s most worst, awkward situation that I would be experiencing would come from my normal everyday routine?
Miyu’s scream-like shout echoed throughout my room.
“Fugyaah!”
“Whoa, Mugi, you were in the room?”
From the corner of my eye, I noticed Mugi, the pet cat who had been sleeping in a corner of the room, jolted awake and jumped as if struck by lightning at the sound of Miyu’s voice.
“O-Onii-chan, so you’ve been looking at Miyu with such lecherous eyes this whole time…”
Miyu’s face turned red as she stood up from her chair. The chair with wheels slid across the floor and hit the wall with a dull thud. My sister retreated to the corner of the room along the wall, guarding her upper body with both arms…
I could see a mixture of surprise and disdain in her large eyes, and I had no choice but to accept that my peaceful everyday life is now ruined.
If I had to give this situation a title, like some kind of F○NZA-style, it would be: “The Forbidden Taste of My Cute Stepsister is Sweet as Honey, My My Sister (Mai) ♡ A Jewel Box of Immorality!”
I understood all too well that people resort to escapism when cornered to the extreme.
“M-Miyu, it’s a misunderstanding! Onii-chan has no memory of searching for such lewd terms!”
As I approached Miyu to clear up the misunderstanding, I keenly felt that I was in the least convincing position anyone could possibly be in.
“Noo! Don’t come any closer… O-Onii-chan, you’re a pervert! If you even touch Miyu with a single finger, I’ll scream again. Hah!? Maybe you’ve been looking at the laundry hanging on the balcony, my underwear, bras, and panties, and having dirty thoughts every day about it. That must be it…”
Miyu trembled and pointed. On my room’s balcony drying rack, various colors of her bras and panties—pink, white, and light blue—swayed in the breeze, bathed in ample sunlight.
“Plus, the other day, my favorite matching bra and panties disappeared from my room! I bought them at Tutu〇nna, and they were super expensive you know!?”
Ugh, the accusations keep piling up. This is bad; I need to find a way out of this situation.
What really caught my attention, though, was the “super-padded bra” Miyu mentioned. If she’s using such methods to boost her chest, why is she still flat-chested!?
“Do you have any evidence!? How can you say I’m an underwear thief… There’s no way a caring Onii-chan like me would sniff your light pink underwear!”
“Takuya-nii, you’ve just given yourself away! I never mentioned the color of the underwear that disappeared. Knowing the color right from the start is irrefutable evidence that you’re the underwear thief!”
…Ah, I messed up. I let something slip. Digging my own grave, that’s exactly what I just did!
“So, Takuya-nii is the underwear thief! Where did you hide Miyu’s bras and panties? Is it in that closet under your loft bed where you usually hide your treasure troves? Or did you use a feint and hide it in the back of a desk drawer, or somewhere else the family wouldn’t likely look?”
I was completely caught.
Miyu pointed her finger at me with a triumphant look on her face. This was a clear death sentence. I fell to my knees, prostrating at Miyu’s feet.
Desperately, I clung to Miyu’s leg, bewildered by the soft sensation of her calf.
“P-Please, have mercy on me! I was tempted! When I saw your colorful underwear swaying in the wind, I just couldn’t hold myself back! You get it, right? Having a pervert in the family would make us the laughingstock of the community. I don’t want to get arrested, and it’s better than being an underwear thief outside, isn’t it?”
While clinging to Miyu and begging desperately, I didn’t need to look up to guess her expression. She must be glaring at me like I was trash, no doubt about it.
I braced myself to be kicked by Miyu for being such a pervert.
But wait! No matter how long I waited, the kick never came.
The next moment, I looked up and was taken aback.
“M-Miyu, what are you wearing!?”
The surprising sight that met my eyes was…
“Takuya-nii, you must have been really desperate to resort to sniffing your sister’s panties. I’m sorry I didn’t notice your struggles earlier. Although it might be too late, I’ll show you the real thing, instead of just a newly washed underwear…”
No way, are you kidding me, Miyu!?
Miyu had already taken off her hoodie.
And she slowly reached for her black shorts.
“Stop it, M-Miyu!”
To be continued past the forbidden line!!
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